the mind

The mind so full of all this beauty
you want to see across the trees of careless ease
never here for you, always there for you
The soul so full of all this laughter
but never seems to be where you would like it to
inside of you, the stones and bones of you
The heart so full of all this sorrow
that’s always there, where you wish it never be,
inside of thee
When you come home you hope to find her,
lying there, open there and take you in
and comfort you….say I love you
The mind so full of all this madness and
happiness, loneliness and hatred
in all the things you’ve said,
congregating inside your head,
with all the things you dread
You feel punished, celebrated,
living in the red, sublime monetary cred.
Let the air be breathed,
time to rest your head,
dreams we conjure instead,
apparently unlimited and.......
You’re fine